The Metamorphosis of Fanggoudan

The breeze passed through, bringing a bit of coolness to the crowd watching chess, but Lao Liang, who was sitting on the bench, felt hot in his heart.

He clearly set up a trap to trap horses and snipe cars, but the opponent seemed to ignore this at all, neither caring about horses nor protecting cars, but continued to hold a cannon and swaggered into his base camp.

Old Liang was very puzzled.

What's the matter, little boy?Why don't you play your cards according to the routine?He should save the horse and abandon the car next, or save the car and waste the horse!You have to choose at least one, right?

He was a little confused about Cheng Yi's way.

In the entire chessboard, apart from the rook, the cannon is the most free mover. It is not like a horse that must walk on a grid, nor does it have to fly a grid like a phase. It can be called a must-have product for design and digging.

Cheng Yi held the cannon calmly and put it down next to Lao Liang in the base camp. The carts and horses beside him were not there, so the cannon was very comfortable.

Lao Liang frowned and ate Cheng Yi's horse, and there was another burst of laughter around him.

"Okay! The little boy lost his horse in just a short time, and I can't keep the car even if I look at it."

"This level is not good, it is simply nonsense."

Everyone around was laughing, and Lao Liang was finally relieved. It seemed that it wasn't that he couldn't figure out the opponent's moves, but that the kid didn't know how to play chess at all.

"Crack!" Another sunspot fell, and Cheng Yi's car was also eaten.

Obviously lost the two main forces, but Cheng Yi is still calm and composed, but he doesn't seem to care.

People around were saying that Cheng Yi was about to be generalized, but he didn't even frown, and he didn't know where he got such confidence.

"Oh, 10 yuan..." Wang Ming didn't dare to continue reading.

With victory in sight, the pawns in Lao Liang's hands had crossed the Chu River and Han borders and headed straight for the enemy.He has already thought of the three different ways of playing the next two moves in his mind, all of which are ruthless moves to draw Xiangheshi and force the palace.

Cheng Yi was no longer a threat to him. In Lao Liang's eyes, this young man was nothing more than empty and arrogant, without real talent.

"It seems that I have earned the 10 yuan today." He smiled and made a move, and placed it in the plate. After three rounds, it has become a certainty!

This is a very ruthless move, and Cheng Yi's side is in trouble all of a sudden.

Someone said with emotion: "Oh, this next step will definitely be checkmate."

"As expected of Lao Liang, he is very experienced in chess, and his moves are well-directed. Fighting dragons and tigers, he is very powerful!"

They seemed to have all seen the scene where Cheng Yi was about to be defeated by General Liang after this move, and they all felt that he was definitely going to be trapped in a dead game, with no possibility of surviving.

There are even hindsights who watch chess show up.

"Hey, I said earlier that you can't lose your cart or horse, but this young man just didn't listen. If you followed my advice, how could it be like this now?"

There was a lot of bad news around, and Wang Ming didn't want to talk at all.

It was Gan Bo who spoke first, "Don't pay too much attention to it, look at how chic Brother Cheng is when he plays chess, even if we lose the chess, we will win the momentum."

He just saw that old Liang kept tapping the chess pieces while playing chess, as if he had obsessive-compulsive disorder, and he was sweating when he played chess, he was not at all like those masters who won chess.

On the other hand, Cheng Yi, although it seems that he is about to lose, but his look of "I'm the worst, everyone else present is hot chicken" is maintained from beginning to end, and every pore of his body seems to be exuding ridicule No matter how you look at it, it seems that he is the one who wants to win.

If people don't look at the situation on the chessboard and just look at the expressions of the players, Cheng Yi is definitely the one who is considered the winner.

Gan Bo had just complained about Cheng Yi in his heart, when he heard Duan Fang's words.

"Brother Cheng won't lose." Duan Fang said firmly.

Wang Ming squinted at him: "Huh? You won't lose after all this? Are you Cheng Yi's eyes-closed bragging?"

At this time, Cheng Yi's eyes swept over, Wang Ming shrank his neck in fright, thinking that what he said just now was heard by the other party, he poked Duan Fang's back quickly.

"Hurry up, cheer for your idol." Quickly let Cheng Yi take his attention away from him, his eyes made him panic.

Duanfang was honest and obedient, and for no reason, he stood up straight and clapped his hands, "Brother Cheng, come on, you can win."

A good word of encouragement was read by him like an endorsement, or a very dry endorsement, without any real emotion.

The scene was a bit embarrassing, even the group of chess players who were discussing and watching stopped, and when the surroundings were quiet, Duan Fang's voice became even more embarrassing.

Gan Bo had no choice but to laugh a few times, and pulled Wang Ming to cheer for Cheng Yi. At least there were so many people, the one who was going to be ashamed would not feel lonely.

"Brother Cheng, come on, we support you." The embarrassing scene was all captured by the PD. Regardless of the sound, the scene of the three teenagers cheering for their chess friends is still in line with the purpose of their program. This is the scene It has to be rendered by adding a touching background sound in the later stage.

As an idol being supported, Cheng Yi felt a little pain in his eyes.

Originally, he thought that even if he was thrown into this kind of mountain village, he could spend this time peacefully with his own ability, and when he returned, he would naturally have ways to fight back.

But he forgot Gan Bo and the others, and now seeing them looking at him with stupid faces, Cheng Yi was a little worried that his IQ would be affected when he was able to go back.

After refueling Cheng Yi, Wang Ming and Gan Bo felt that they were not so embarrassed anymore.

"Xiao Fang, you said Brother Cheng will win, so do you know when he will win?" This thrilling step by step really tested the hearts of the onlookers.

When can you win?That's something deeper in chess.Duan Fang only came into contact with chess today, and he didn't enter the chess solution program. This kind of thing needs to be judged by both chess playing experience and eyesight. Of course, he can't do it.

He couldn't judge, so he couldn't answer, but the other chess watchers around him answered for him.

"What do you win? Your friend has already lost. He shouldn't have been in the car just now. Now he is really helpless."

Duan Fang frowned, "But Brother Cheng's car and cannon will be general soon, and he won't lose."

The person who spoke to him snorted, "I've never heard of a chess move. This is Lao Liang's strategy."

"I'm too lazy to tell you, what do you know as a child." After finishing speaking, he turned around and went to watch chess again.

But as soon as he finished his sentence, the situation on the chessboard changed dramatically. The situation of Cheng Yi and Lao Liang seemed to be reversed, and Lao Liang was actually trapped!

"How is this possible!" Old Liang knocked on the table anxiously, which was a sign that he was really in a hurry.

His chariots, horses and cannons were obviously able to trap the opponent's general to death immediately, but the small characters on the opposite side were one step faster than him.

At this step, all his chariots, horses and guns seemed to be useless, so he could only stop at the same place and dare not move, because if he moved, all the ministers and soldiers in his own base camp would be eaten up.

Others outside the scene hadn't seen clearly yet, and were still urging him to kill the opponent with all his might, but Lao Liang froze his hand.

He counted three steps in his mind, and in each of the four methods, he would be trapped in the deadlock at the second step.

He knew in his heart that he had lost.

With the cool wind blowing on his face, Lao Liang calmed down. When he looked up, he saw Cheng Yi was still sitting upright, still looking confident.

It turns out that this kid is not ignorant, but has real skills.

Lao Liang spread his hands, took out a 10 yuan card and handed it along with the one that Cheng Yi had pressed down before.

The chess player was surprised: "Hey! What's wrong with you, Old Liang?"

"Why give that kid money? Although it's deadlocked now, he hasn't lost yet."

"I lost." Old Liang said frankly.

The chess has been played, and the winner or loser has been determined.He knows his own weight well, if he loses, he loses, and it's useless to say anything else.

It wasn't until he lost the chess and reviewed the process of playing chess just now that Lao Liang realized it.The tempo wasn't in his hands from the very beginning, but the opponent deliberately made it for him to restrain his pieces.

Thinking of this, Lao Liang couldn't help but praise Cheng Yi, "You are very good."

The onlookers didn't expect Cheng Yi to win in the end, and began to comment one by one, and some even went to the table unconvinced, wanting to compete with Cheng Yi.

"I think you are okay, why don't you play a game with me!" One person slapped 10 yuan on the table, and then began to re-arrange the chess.

Not only him, but dozens of other chess players are also interested. The chess game between Cheng Yi and Lao Liang just now showed them their addiction to chess.

Cheng Yi took the money, and just like Lao Liang just now, he found something and put it on the table.

Facing the provocation from the visitor, he still didn't care much about it, and even the words he said in the previous chess game did not change: "Let's talk about it first, 10 yuan a game, play it early so I can go back."

One round, two rounds, three rounds...

No matter what kind of people sat opposite Cheng Yi, they all lost 10 yuan to Cheng Yi, and Wang Ming's excitement at the beginning gradually became dull.

"Hey, how long do you think he will play?" he asked Gan Bo.

Gan Bo estimated, "Maximum 10 minutes."

The people who watched chess around walked away, and some people who played two games seemed to have figured out their own weight, and they were not sure to go up to give money, and there were not many people who were still waiting for a game with Cheng Yi.

When Cheng Yi finally straightened his clothes and stood up, it was almost dark.

He looked at the money on the table, called Duanfang over, opened his schoolbag and put everything in it.

"Go, go home."